Brave New World Drug Novels & Stories

All that mattered was that they were rogues, and as far as I was concerned, it was time for me to wipe all rogues off the face of the earth. Employing Natacha came with more valuable information than just their location and plans. She also told me how the so-called Rogue Alpha was funding his towns. Osiris's men had developed a new kind of drug they called Chow. Many rogues tried to use marijuana to tame their rogue sides, but weed on its own was not enough to sedate their rogue tendencies. But, when mixed with the tiniest bit of wolfsbane, it became a power drug.

"Answer me, and I'll address whatever you want to know." The Boss pauses, assuming a pensive stance. His jewels and rings glint as they catch the light, as he shifts his position. "Alright, I'll indulge you," he begins. "The game exists solely for the spectacle. Chaos, bloodshed, and greed intermingled. People killing each other for their own desires. Everyone fights for something. Everyone harbors hidden ambitions. I experimented with my new drug. It's extraordinary, capable of creating a self-image within a person's mind. It fabricates false memories. And it's of high quality, virtually undetectable in those who consume or are injected with it. My experiment succeeded! It's a triumph!"

The dark web is crawling with potential customers who are willing to pay top dollar for a panacea cure like this. All those Bratva boys, they're walking around with more baggage than a fucking airport. Who doesn't have a string of childhood traumas? Kids that grow up in the Bratva get beaten up and bullied all the time. Who doesn't have depression, and all of that fucked up shit? People take drugs and drink themselves stupid just to numb the pain, to forget the hell they went through. But not anymore. Since mental health has become such a hot topic on the internet, everybody wants to heal. And with Tramoxine, they finally can. In just a matter of weeks, it will free them from the confines of

------------------ ------------ A few hours later . "Christ, these guys are everywhere!" Robbie said after Jane and Anya reported what they had learned from their most recent set of "interviews." They had spent a long time sifting between incoherent, insane and/or drunken ramblings, but had gotten more and more information about the hellspawn and the drug that they were selling. The veteran members of the team were convinced the drug, sold in powder form and inhaled, was magical in nature, highly addictive and hallucinogenic and slowly drove its users insane.

"Lucas, I know you're angry, but we really had no other choice. It's five million dollars. They'll kill Kenny!" The drug's effects were slowly wearing off. I could feel sensation returning to my limbs, and my tongue was starting to move again. I took a deep breath and finally managed to rasp out, "Get lost. I'm not doing this!"

you be protected from the darkness! All that you desire will have to be traded with your own sweat and blood.] [You will be sent to one of the Seven Origin planets, where you will have to etch out a new life. This place is larger than your current world by several hundred thousand times, filled with creatures and beings from the ancient era. Things that you have nightmares about are food to these beings. It is not unusual to see beasts bigger than this world itself.] It seemed like the owner of the voice was recalling some old memories as he spoke of what was to come. [But everything must be balanced. So we will unlock your potential and awaken your long lost abilities, so as long as you

Noting Alice’s confused look, he went on to explain that they were drugs used to treat anxiety by inhibiting a neurotransmitter in the brain called gamma-aminobutyric acid-A. Alice looked down at her feet, not wanting to admit she had no idea what he was talking about. 'Maybe he is as smart as Dylan said,' Alice thought, feeling stupid. "In short, they are a type of tranquilliser, and they can be used to treat addiction," Caleb added, finally clearing up her confusion. "Oh," Alice said. 'I guess Eddy was telling the truth for once,' she thought. "So, can I buy some from you?" Alice asked. Caleb made a scoffing sound but said nothing.

"What kind of medicine is it?" A shadow passed over her face, but she didn’t hesitate. "Yes. They make everyone take it. It’s a banned drug. It makes you… stupid, docile. If you take it long enough, you forget who you are." The thought of being reduced to a hollow shell by some sinister drug sent a chill down my spine. I shuddered. "But you… you’re still normal," I said, my voice trembling with a mix of awe and confusion. "How?"

No deliveries were scheduled for Sundays, yet here they were—clear signs of movement. Meekey crouched by a dumpster and waited. Sure enough, thirty minutes later, a beat-up gray van rolled down the alley, paused at the door, and honked twice. The back opened from the inside. Fast hands passed out crates—marked “Equipment” in bold stencil. She wasn’t close enough to see what was really in them, but she knew it wasn’t jump ropes. Drugs. Maybe weapons. Maybe both. Same old Drew. But cleaner and Smarter.

I laughed. Morgan sighed. “Sadly it won’t be very long. As part of my side of the deal, there are a couple things I need to take care of.” “What? Now you’re their lap dog?” I looked at Morgan, worried. “Don’t worry, it’s nothing blue scroll related. Just some under the rug stuff they need.” Max put his drink down. “Why would they need you though? They have the resources.” “It’s a new drug. Apparently it’s called Nova? Supposedly, it makes your eyes look like a galaxy if you take it.”